In the rural
Where everything is working insane
Are one, long
Professional identity
Personal identity
And it is in this business
There has the most suicides
And it is in this activity
There is so depressed
And this is a widespread phenomenon
The farmer, in his life, puts his heart
But more output for its sweat!
Now, all sectors
Professional life, are affected
Life is absorbed
By profession, she is completely eaten
The profession within the body
It governs everything, even death!
The work is the best policy
To him all obedience are smooth
Officials
Are agents of the State
Its workings, they are shareholders
Voluntarily or involuntarily, his arms are
Secret agents
Are not just secrets
Are those
Which numb the actual consciousness
Silly games, gambling, games for fools
Entertainers, comedians, radio and television
This is not conspiracy
But only a process of domination
That everyone is complicit
Although not part of a militia
And against his will, into the fray!
Secret agents
Which are not televised
Serve the armed
Former mercenaries former military
Experts, to falsify, destabilize, kill!
And, individual government
Or even lies, lies
Where truth is never true
Secret agents
Are always agents of the State
Agents of the State
Are often not secret agents
The organization submitting
Is the submission of the organization
Any organization is the enemy of the revolution!
Most people, even wicked
Vote for nothing changes
No revolution
No transformation
As we
Something to lose or gain
Property, lease, house
Tyranny inevitably be passed
And there's so many homeowners
And there are so many tenants
And there are so many professions
And there are so many submissions
That make the world as it is
And even if what I write, always displeases!
The leftist does not like the expression released
The communist do not like the expression released
Do not like the fascist expression released
The anarchist does not like form enclosed expression freed
Capitalism, they are the best allies
This is the war to life
This is war people
With all their nonsense
Mismanagement, they are activists
Often leftist or fascist
In their youth
And capitalists, in their old age
They go to the same festivals
In a world under Stalin
A generalized alienation participatory
And freedom of expression fictional!
Except for the right to talk nonsense
The expression of conditionings released
Ideologies, religions, beliefs
For all this, no tolerance
Against this, all activists, full of arrogance
Chefaillons leftists, communists, nationalists, anarchists
Religious mafia, Stalinists, sexist, all capitalists
There's no name chefaillons
Who preach revolution also
Aimed unconscious
Is to take the place of the tyrant
Life is possible on Earth
Became his unbreathable air
Literally and figuratively
Where everything is raved!
And where incompetence is widespread
In all things, all areas, all activities
Zionist or anti-Zionist, Islamism
Nationalism, conspiracy theories, complotisme
This is really the same face
The same room, the same joke!
We must learn to think differently
Get rid of all our packaging
Beliefs, religions, ideologies
Which, from the cradle, we suffocate
Wars are born of the same soil
And so, everything is ugly, ever beautiful!
No events
Its presence is not
That is, against all this away!
And many sincere people
As rogues, held in their talons
And anything to make them!